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zverse - thinking lyrics

thinking

you be thinking it’s wrong. they be thinking it’s righ# i ainght getting no sleep. i just blink every night/ sink my t##th in the bite# but there’s police in your sight#and they don’t think of who’s left# when they thinking they right/ they just think of the wars. they just think of the fight/ kids losing they life/ a different one every one ever night / you trying to think of a dream/ you pray to god for the sight# but i ainght getting no sleep i just blink every night/

who thinks of thinks of losing control and lose patience/ i was making food for the soul but who taste it/ home run when i swing flows the moves bases/ now who’s racist just tie up your shoe laces#cause you’ve been getting tricked out the park # you can’t take it# democrat#republican no matter what you smother in/ massa k!ll daddy and mama still love him# even if it’s not by choice#you fell stuck with him/ and that’s a fast ball for your ass dog # you ducking em/ 1 finger ainght hushing him. see the discussion is#dollar signs what black lives# that ainght rushing em/ your lossy post on facebook hat ainght touching em#your rants ainght crushing em#friends ainght a discussion em#fans lost trust in him#you what that discussing is/ taking off all your cloths and dudes rushing in/ you gone have to change your pose/ this called suffering

the coke era# courtesy of the government# the dealers and the addicts don’t know better they loving it/ bougie in your goyard purse #you just discovered it/ you mouth only says your a fool when you uncover it/ redlining means you can’t move up in their neighborhood# breadlines# cause they’ll give you food if you stay away for good/ it’s past time # i’m a just call it the re#awaking/ flat line# cause you i know i died to even say this sh#t/ they wanna hear stories about all my street glory/ lord verse and vito/ like what have they done for me/ on the block hustling but i was just a shorty# and my daddy would have k!lled me if he knew i was supporting/ the same black narrative/ of shooting with 40#smoking weed and getting high no matter what he did for me/ i pray that my son never ignore me/ and i’m rethink on everything that he taught me

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